Title: performance anxiety.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Character / Couple: Severus Snape / Sirius Black
Set: Staff (Joint between 7 and 8)
Prompt: 07 "There are people that when it rains they can switch between a drop and the other" (JFK)
Rating: yellow (but only because I prefer to abound with Riting)
Word Count: 1418 (FDP)
Summary: And 'The time has come for NEWT and Sirius is struggling with the anxiety of Severus.
Notes: Slash, One shot, idea caught only thanks to my state exam. Now finished with Merlin.
Disclaimer: not belong to me, and if I would belong wild sex overnight.
Table: here
Performance Anxiety
Breathing
the first memories that I'm smoking
is fast and enter the brain and I join the heart.
very bottom of the heart, without shame
to erase even the old love.
Battisti and Mogol, breathing.
Sirius Black sat bored in the shaft of his favorite group of friends. His examination was
over three hours, and now they were calling in the guys whose names ended for E.
Remus was lying beside him, with closed eyes and shortness of breath of one who tries not to panic. Peter ran to the bathroom five minutes before, probably vomit. Or worse.
James returned after accompanying her to support the Evans-MAGO
Prongs all right? - He asked his best friend, but he did not deign to look with trembling hands and sat down next to Remus.
-Moony, schematically, what happens in wars against the orcs dwarves in 1653 ...?!-
Remus's eyes widened as if he had been burned with a candle, "said So-rising trigger If I'm right-...- but stopped listening to Sirius snorted. His examination was passed without too many problems and the fact that his friends were anxious bored him.
Not so much because they were anxious, as they were anxious when he had nothing interesting to do but listen to them chatter.
He got just as Wormtail returned with his face white as a ghost and walked away shaking his hand. None of the three looked at him smear.
Sirius mumbled something, but renounced any retaliation: he could have fun with Snivellus.
He certainly had not fallen into a panic.
remember having seen in the hallway adjacent to where the people were giving vent to their anxiety and weeping and mourning. It was only when he saw it, waited his turn, and repassed the program for one full year without taking his eyes from the paper.
Sirius slowly went there, he knew how to detach his eyes from those scrolls.
When he arrived, however, the place was no longer lonely, Snape was sitting hunched on a chair in the company of a Hufflepuff who, nail biting, trying to concentrate on reading a text of the Transfiguration. The two were ignored, as if they existed only for themselves. Sirius stood there
and put a shoulder to the wall undecided on what to do.
One thing was certain: Snivellus was quiet as a child in the cradle. Read carefully, but without haste, barely moving his lips, and hair that usually covers half the face. His hands were relaxed and nothing seemed to touch.
Sirius watched him for a moment, pondering how to drive away the Hufflepuff without causing damage, then lit a cigarette. Normally
was forbidden to smoke inside the school, but he had not known one who follows the rules.
was curious to see if the smoke would have disturbed Snivellus, with that enormous nose that was likely to impress its shape on the page unless the owner had bowed a little '.
There are men who, when it rains, they can switch between a drop king and the other ... thought Sirius. And Snape was just one of them: one of those who leave the life if the scroll on him, who think and act too little, that when something great happens always go unnoticed.
Severus crept between his thoughts, too often lately, but it was unintentional insinuation: he did not want it, Sirius was definitely having some problems.
Even now, anyone past would not have even noticed, a skeletal boy, long and nervous, he was motionless, bent over a book obviously went unnoticed.
While Sirius had always firmly planted in the mind: when teased him and he never gave way, when did harm, including physical, and he never complained when he tried to kiss him, and he never opened his lips and clenched teeth.
shook his head slightly and unconsciously aspired, as if to deny the obvious.
Then, quite by accident, saw something that surprised him: in the hands of Snivellus there had been an involuntary shudder as he turned the page.
Sirius narrowed his eyes trying a more detailed observation.
At one point, Snape brought back a lock of hair and He could see the neck there, quiet, gentle, invisible, the heart pounding fear.
Her doubts were erased when the boy rubbed the palms of both hands on his pants to wipe the nervous sweat.
grinned, amused beyond measure: he had never seen Snivellus really scared.
-Hey - Sirius said in a low voice, approaching the Hufflepuff-Your name is John Groger? -
He raised his head and a tuft of blond hair covered his eyes said "Yes ...- uncertain.
-Professor McGonagall is looking for you ... I think you have to do the exam in a few minutes he jumped
.- on, with panic written in large letters on the face, leaving virtually all of the scrolls on the ground, and satisfaction with Sirius saw him running around the corner.
one last puff of smoke inhaled and then threw the cigarette on the ground.
In all this time Snape had not raised his eyes from those fucking scrolls. Sirius
positioned himself in front of him with her legs spread observed with a grin. What do you
-Black? - The boy asked after a moment without disturbing him.
Sirius said nothing, but as always acted before thinking, and taking him by the arm and threw him in the weight class next to the empty chair where he was until a few moments before.
Black-Cock! You're crazy! - Severus stunned and did all his notes were flying to the ground-you realize that in a short time I called for my wizard?! -
-You are nervous .- Sirius said closing the door behind her and positioned in front of it to avoid making out the young Slytherin.
Severus eliminated the surprised expression on his face and took over the bored-
knew that Sirius is not true .- said without any inflection in his voice. Instead
-yes, you're nervous, look: you're crushing the foam .-
Severus rested his eyes about feathers that had between his fingers and in fact was crushing.
-tangible demonstration of my hatred towards you. Now get me out. I have to wipe
.- A-nerd of your caliber does not need last-minute revision. Admit it for once Snape. You have a fucking fear. Repeat with me: I have a fucking fear .-
Severus in a mix between annoyed and angry-Black sighed, your twisted mind can think whatever he wants. I. I di Non. Fear .- said spitting out the words.
Why was it so necessary that Snape admitted his fear? It was normal to be in turmoil for an exam.
you jealous, you stupid idiot, you're jealous examination. A review can scare Snivellus more than we have succeeded you in seven years of school.
And it was true, in the eyes of Snape could not read an anxiety that never proved against him. And that he did not like at all. So-
Snivellus, if you do not want to admit it with the good, I admit with the bad .-
Severus did not have time to make the leap back that he planned to do because the arms of Sirius is clinging to his shoulders and attracted him.
He knew he had no escape, he knew that he was too weak physically and could also be a clear shame that he left his wand with his school books.
did not even notice the panic that was invading the first few minutes of waiting for his examination, had completely disappeared, replaced by something infinitely worse, and infinitely better.
He clenched his teeth, as he always did, was not overcome with ease.
The language of Sirius struggled at length with her lips and then with her teeth, caressing one by one, making their way slowly, but never give up. Sirius
smelled of cigarette, the taste was sweet, as always too intense to bear without being swept away. Severus felt the acrid flavor cigarette, and was the one to finally win it. Black
He let him explore, while his fingers remained tight against his pants did not want to go up to immerse themselves in the hair of the boy. Sirius
crushing him against it with both palms open on his back. The more he tried to leave Severus leaning back, especially as he held him tight.
He hated being so submissive to him. It was not the same as being ridiculed in front of everybody: it was the loss of personal dignity that could not be affected in other ways. Sirius finally
neck, peering into the eyes of Snape: filled with hatred and desire as always.
-Forgot your fear of the examination? - Asked with a grin.
Severus thought that was painfully handsome as he would never have been, and NEWT were light years away when the new Black drew her to him by the collar of his shirt to dive back into it.
This time Severus let him, without moving a muscle without thinking about anything.
